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Chu Feng, who was dashing through the forest, had a figure that he couldn't help but flash through his mind.

The sadness and longing after leaving caused Chu Feng to collapse. He couldn't help but increase his running speed and the force in his body also madly revolved behind him.

At that moment, the direction that Chu Feng was heading towards was towards the location mentioned in the ancient book where the number one sword sect in the world, Mount Shu, was located.

At the southeast corner of Mount Shu.

Millions of years ago, a good swordsman founded Mount Shu Sword Sect. It has been passed down for more than 500 generations. Mount Shu, which had a lofty foundation, was still a great battle among cultivators. A single movement from it could intimidate the heaven and earth.

The trees on both sides of the road quickly retreated. The white figure was like an afterimage. To Chu Feng, who was in the Aurous Core stage, this speed was already his limit.

After a long while, Chu Feng who was in the middle of hurrying stopped. His face was obviously abnormally rosy, his chest kept on rising and falling, he took a long breath, and his hurried breathing gradually calmed down.

After a short period of rest, Chu Feng continued to rush toward the southeastern corner.

This was because he knew that Mount Shu would openly accept new disciples in a month's time.

According to the ancient book, Mount Shu was thousands of miles away from the Central Plains. He estimated that at his current speed, he would have to travel day and night to reach Mount Shu within a month.

Thus, Chu Feng stopped for a moment and continued onward.

Although there was an introduction on cultivation in that ancient book, it was very hard to understand. For example, the last time when Chu Feng broke through to the Jindan Stage, it was all because of that encounter. Otherwise, who knew when he would break through?

There were also ancient books that said, "Those sects all have extremely obscure ace attacks. Ordinary people would not be able to see them, and would only use them when they are on the verge of death."

Chu Feng, who wanted to ascend to the heavens, had chosen Mount Shu, the number one under the heavens, as his master to learn unparalleled immortal arts.

Passing through the dense forest, he saw the Heavenly Cold Water of the Huai River.

The book said, "The end of the waters of Freezing Sky is where the mountain gate of Mount Shu is located."

Thus, Chu Feng planned to follow the waters of the Freezing Sky Clan of Huai Hai upstream to search for the immortal-like existence of the Mount Shu Sword Sect.

According to the book, the Mount Shu Sword Sect's Alchemy Art was second only to the Hundred Flowers Valley, which was known as the Medicine Valley.

With the combination of attack power and logistics, Chu Feng resolutely chose Mount Shu, which was located close to the primitive eastern part of the mountain.

As he walked along the banks of the Huai River, Chu Feng started to tremble a bit. The Heavenly Cold Water was as cold as the book said it was.

Chu Feng originally wanted to go closer to the Heavenly Cold Water, but he had no choice but to stop when he was a hundred meters away from the shore. He knew that if he were to take a few more steps forward, he would probably die here.

Thus, even though he was curious, he still had to endure it.

On the two banks of the Huai River, not a single blade of grass grew. However, that was also true. With Chu Feng's Aurous Core stage cultivation, he could not even go near a hundred meters. How could those weak little grass and trees possibly grow?

Walking on the edge of the Huai River, Chu Feng could feel the chilliness. However, it was precisely because of this burst of coldness that the force in Chu Feng's body became abnormally excited, and he no longer felt tired.

The Dao of the Heavens was astonishing, and the summer gradually passed.

In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the Jiang-Nan territory.

The morning mist couldn't help but make people feel like they were in the realm of immortals. The upturned eaves, the bluestone path, the sweet breeze, and the scattered flowers from the drizzling rain all caused Chu Feng to feel a bit lost.

Passing by the fireworks alley, Chu Feng couldn't help feeling a bit terrified.

The light rain drizzled down and landed on the riverbank in the south of the river. It wet the corner building with the eaves and the smokestacks that were rolling with green smoke. It evoked Chu Feng's longing for his lover.

The water gurgled and drizzled like Chu Feng's love for her.

Walking in the Jiangnan realm, leaving Chu Feng behind was not her gentle and refined appearance, but the worry that Chu Feng, who was about to leave, painfully missed.

Passing by the swaggering bamboo forest, skirting the peach orchards that were in full bloom and passing through long alleys, Chu Feng was inferior to the dense forest. After that, he arrived at the banks of the Huai River.

The sun was gradually dimming and the sky was dimming.

Seeing the golden clouds, Chu Feng's gaze became a bit blurry.

He couldn't help but think of the time he sat on the carriage with her, watching the setting sun.

The clouds on the horizon that day were burning red, and strange shapes could be seen everywhere.

But now, they were looking at the same sky of clouds.

After being gone for half a month, Chu Feng discovered that his mind was filled with thoughts of her. The nagging pain of love lingered in Chu Feng's heart. However, it was precisely the formless troubles that caused Chu Feng's fighting spirit to rise and the feeling of turning sorrow into motivation.

Leaves fall to the stars, tired birds return to their nests.

At the side of the river Huai, there was a person's shadow hurrying along. Following that, it was followed by a weak moonlight. One could vaguely make out that it was a white figure. That figure was none other than Chu Feng, who left his family and lovers in pursuit of the supreme existence.

The sparse stars, the tiny dots of light illuminating Chu Feng's journey.

The chilliness in the night was a bit stronger than during the day. Although Chu Feng was currently rushing forward, his body was a bit stiff and even the excited atmosphere was a bit dispirited.

Although the conditions were very difficult, Chu Feng did not back down. For the dream in his heart, for the glory that he and she would become, Chu Feng chose to persevere.

The coldness of the cold water wasn't natural, but was a type of bone-piercing typhoid fever.

If a normal person had even the slightest bit of contact with it, it would mean that they would suffer from rheumatism for the rest of their lives.

But luckily, Chu Feng had the force to control his body, or else I'm afraid ?

After a long while, Chu Feng stopped. As he breathed, he breathed in heavy breath, and within the dark night, his eyes were abnormally bright.

Chu Feng sighed helplessly and said, "Hai, this won't do. If this goes on, I'm afraid that the gains won't make up for the losses." As he spoke, his body shifted to the side of the river, by the bank of the Freezing Sky.

After a few jumps, Chu Feng was already almost a thousand meters away from the river Huai.

After getting away from the formless chill, the force in Chu Feng's body started to surge. It was no longer as dispirited as before.

Seeing this change, Chu Feng felt very happy. He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the crescent moon. For a moment, he was lost in thought.

After a moment, Chu Feng sat down and began to recover his exhausted body. Chu Feng, who had been learning the way of life from his father since he was young, was very good. If he left behind any hidden dangers now, it would affect his future development.

So, Chu Feng chose to recuperate. For tomorrow, he would still be able to be lively like a dragon or a tiger, and only for later on, step into the highest existence.

The quiet night, the strange purple halo, and the dream of the muslin passed by very quickly.

The first glimmer of dawn lit up the sky. Chu Feng who was in the midst of adjusting his strength woodenly opened his eyes.

As he looked at the weak point of light from the east, Chu Feng muttered to himself, "Let's go! A new journey has begun. " As he spoke, he leapt up and stood up.

He immediately dashed towards the banks of the Huai River.

The sun slowly rose and gradually revealed a smile. Chu Feng also gradually smiled. Today, he seemed to no longer be that sensitive to cold air. He was already able to take two steps forward. This made Chu Feng very excited. It seemed that his persistence yesterday was not wasted.

Amidst his happiness, Chu Feng couldn't help increasing the frequency between his legs.

The sun rose and set in the west. In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.

However, Chu Feng discovered that the journey was still quite some distance away. It was likely he wouldn't be able to make it in time for his Master's Day, which happened once every three years. Chu Feng couldn't help being a bit anxious.

"Are we going to wait until the next day of apprenticeship?" Chu Feng asked himself.

After a while, Chu Feng firmly shook his head and couldn't help increasing his running speed by quite a bit.

He could not allow that sort of thing to happen. Three years, three years could change many things. He would not allow himself to be delayed, so he could only continue on his journey, ignoring the heavy burden on his body.

In the past few days, Chu Feng would slightly stop and adjust for a moment. But now, only when he was at the end of his life would he slightly breathe and then, he would continue on his journey.

Chu Feng was very stubborn. He was not willing to waste his time for no other reason other than being able to catch up to the day he became Chu Feng's disciple.

Time passed by day by day. From the first month, half a month, but ten days, until now, there were only three days left.

The same journey had started from thousands of miles away, but now it was in front of his eyes.

Raising his head to look at the nearby floating clouds, he could vaguely see the towering mountain from within the clouds.

Looking at the gradually thinning waters of the Huai River, Chu Feng knew that Mount Shu would soon arrive.

After a long sigh of relief, Chu Feng smiled and said to himself, "It seems like my efforts in the past few days have not been in vain." With that, he easily walked forward.

According to the book, the person entering autumn was the day Mount Shu would accept him as their master. As Chu Feng planned out the date, he started to meticulously plan the following three days.

Chu Feng, who was on foot, suddenly accelerated and passed the narrow stream. After a while, Chu Feng disappeared into the nearby forest.

There was another wave, and they were getting closer and closer to Mount Shu.

Seeing that the sun still had a while before it fell to the horizon, Chu Feng decided to stay there for a while. He would rest for the night, and tomorrow, he would arrive at the foot of the mountain of Shu.

After arranging everything, Chu Feng sat cross-legged in an illuminated area and started to meditate. He closed his eyes and recuperated.

The sky gradually darkened, and as he left the banks of the Huai River, traces of a cool breeze blew. Chu Feng was still a bit not used to it, but he kept on feeling that something was missing.

In those two months, Chu Feng had gradually fallen in love with the chilliness of the Heavenly Cold Water. Although it was a bit bone-piercing, it was very helpful for cultivation of the aura.

In this one month's time, the force within Chu Feng's body had become several times stronger than before. That made Chu Feng very excited. Although he hadn't cultivated for long, Chu Feng knew that the degree of materialization of the aura indicated the strength of the attack.

After a long while, Chu Feng opened his closed eyes and let out a long sigh of relief. His face also reddened and it was no longer as pale as before.

After a bit of recovery, Chu Feng stood up and sat there for a long time. His body was a bit stiff and he couldn't help but move around in the forest.

After a while, the sky started to turn white. Chu Feng stretched his back. After some thought, he prepared to go up Mount Shu.

Originally, Chu Feng planned to rest for two more days. However, after awakening from his meditation, he discovered that his mental state was abnormally good and he couldn't help but want to go to Mount Shu to take a look. He would first explore the depths of the universe, and the day after tomorrow, when he would take on a master, he would know where to go.

Thinking of that, Chu Feng headed towards the nearby Mount Shu Sword Sect.